Beca had been awake for a few moments already. At first it took a second to realize where she was, or what had happened last night. The extreme pain in the side of her face and across her upper back reminded her of that real quick. A whimper tore from her throat when she tried moving, only to find her back was too sore to even move.

A sudden shift in the blankets startled Beca from her pained haze. She was about to force herself to roll out of the bed somehow to face whatever the hell was in the sheets with her. Horror dawned when an arm slung over the blankets and hugged her tight. Who the hell…?

Slowly, so as not to wake the other person up, Beca turned her head just enough to see. Blonde hair, half tied up in a very familiar knot. Flashes of what happened later into the night ran through her mind. Sharp pain, rubbing alcohol, gentle hands, angel eyes, divine lips… safe arms and a warm body.

Suddenly the hold around her seemed so much more heavenly. Relief sunk into her body, releasing all of the tension she had unconsciously accumulated. But while it was extremely comfortable, Beca wanted to be closer. She craved Mina's skin, and her pain be damned she was going to do something about it.

A hiss of pain ran up her throat the second she went to move, but she clenched her teeth. She didn't want to wake up her… girlfriend?... from her slumber. Not yet, anyway. With slow, smooth movements she was able to turn around. Their faces were so, so close. Just about another millimeter and their noses would be touching. Gazing upon her face now, Beca felt a rush of emotion rise in her. It started in her gut and expanded almost like a balloon, filling her chest and making her head buzz slightly.

Without thinking she brought a hand up, snaking it through the covers until her fingers emerged. Ever so soft, the tips of her fingers brushed against the underside of Mina's jaw. It was so soft, just like she knew it would be.

An intake of breath from Mina startled Beca and she paused, but didn't take her fingers away. "Maus…" the blonde mumbled, voice heavy with sleep. Something fluttered in Beca's chest, eyes fluttering.

Moments passed as the blonde shifted, coming back to the waking world. Her eyes tightened and squinted before blinking open. Icy blue eyes met cloudy hazel. The sight of her waking up was so adorable that Beca couldn't help but smile. "Good morning Mina." She whispered softly. The affection that coated her voice surprised her a little, but the comfort and joy surrounding her in that moment kept old fears from creeping in.

A smile like the sunrise pulled on Mina's lips and her eyes shined. "Guten Morgen, meine Liebe." She murmured gently. Slowly, realization seemed to dawn on her and concern flooded her gaze.

Before she could ask Beca reached a little further and cupped Mina's face, "It really hurts."

The German angel's eyes flickered and her arm tightened. "Tell me how I can make it better."

"Just hold me." Beca answered almost immediately. Mina nodded, blinking her eyes against a suspicious wetness that sprung up. Her arm over the covers went under, and she slipped it around Beca to bring their bodies almost flush with each other. The brunette scooted as well as she could to close those few inches, and their foreheads touched. Her eyes fell shut.

It seemed more than a minute passed before anyone spoke again. "I wish you were not in pain, Liebling." Mina said it quietly, but waves of pleasure rolled through Beca. Guilt came along as well, but there was pride too.

"I'd do anything to protect you." Beca whispered. It just left her mouth before she knew what she was saying. Maybe she did feel that way. It was just strange and kind of uncomfortable how vulnerable she just made herself. Words just fell out of her when she was with that German goddess. Even so, Beca wasn't sure how she felt so strongly for someone she barely knew.

Maybe the hardest part to imagine was why she wasn't afraid.

Her word vomit was made completely worth it when lips urgently pressed to her own. Beca welcomed the flames coursing through her, opening to Mina eagerly. Just as it had been the first time, or maybe even better, everything about it was intoxicating. Beca didn't think she would ever get used to the sheer amount of longing and desire that flooded her at Mina's touch, let alone tired of it.

They broke, out of breath with sprinting hearts. "I will not let you do this again." Mina breathed into her mouth, suddenly hovering over her.

A small spike of irritation rose. "If I want to fight someone for threatening you, I will." Beca stated, staring the Kommissar in the eyes. "Even if you can take care of yourself, which I know you can since I've seen that extremely hot stomach of yours, and those arms. Fuck, that's not what I meant."

That familiar smirk showed up on Mina's face the more Beca babbled, but this time it was softer, entirely sincere. The humor sparkling in that ice blue gaze lasted for only a few seconds before that seriousness was back. "If I were in your place, I would not regret it either, maus. But you promised me-"

"-That I would try." Beca interrupted.

"Shush." Mina pressed a finger to the Bella's lips. "You promised me. Do not let yourself get hurt again. I do not care what others may say about me or of the things that I may do."

"Bossy." Beca whispered. That look in Mina's eyes, and the tremor in her voice said so much more than the words she was speaking.

"If I must be to protect you." Mina dipped her head a little. Her hand moved to cup the injured half of Beca's face. "If this happens again and I am not there, I would… What would I do if I lost you forever? I have only just found you, Liebling."

The tears from last night came back. Beca tried blinking at them but they ran out of the corners of her eyes too quickly. "I'm sorry." She managed. "I'm sorry, but I'm not because we're here because of it but I am sorry and it does hurt but I'm still happy you're with me. I was happy last night too when you came after me. I probably would have gotten lost or something but you came and I'm so happy and you're so good a hugging it's just ridiculous-"

Her teary rambling was cut off by Mina's mouth on hers. She was shocked out of her slight panic as she processed the German's move. Then she was responding, sinking against the mattress as she lost herself in the arms of the only person she'd ever met that made her feel so much. Mina made her crazy, and frustrated, and excited and maybe still a little confused, but it was all in the best of ways.

Maybe this is what love could be like…

Minutes, or maybe hours later, they parted. It was with reluctance and discipline that Beca was able to hold back from capturing that angel's lips again. The whole addiction factor was dawning on her pretty quickly, but she found that she didn't care. In fact she really liked making out with the Kommissar. Beca was beginning to realize just how okay she'd be with this forever.

"I understand meine maus." Mina stroked her face carefully. She would never cause Beca more pain if she could help it. From her or anyone else. "However, I ask you to always remember your promise. I will promise the same in return."

Beca nodded, knowing she'd never leave that room if the German didn't get a damn signature in blood. "Yes, okay. I promise Mina. I promise I'll do my best to stay safe, for you. Unless someone needs an ass kicking."

Mina gave her a look. "I do not feel confident in your oath, tiny kicker of ass."

A groan of frustration mixed with laughter left the brunette. "That's the best you're getting. I'll definitely stay away from the glass from now on and all, but if you ever need to be fought for you can bet that glorious ass of yours that I'll probably turn into a crazy person again. Just without the alcohol part so I'll be thinking a little better."

A very, very reluctant breath left the German. "Fine. As I said, I return your promise with one of my own."

Beca opened her mouth to get specifics on that even though she knew anyway, when a phone started ringing. "Oh, that's mine." Beca said. She went to try sitting up but Mina pressed a hand down on her chest. The warning look she got cowed the Bella just enough to keep her in place. She was hurting bad enough that she wasn't entirely bothered by it either.

In the meantime Mina rolled off of her and out of bed to find Beca's pants. It was just then that the brunette realized how many clothes she wasn't wearing at the moment. She pulled up the blankets with a pout, hating the draft of cold that Mina left her to deal with without a fucking bra on. Sure, that bra had been doing absolutely nothing for her back and all but wearing nothing but panties and an oversized shirt in a bed with someone she had only just started getting intimate with the night before was new.

Beca figured she might as well call herself Stacie 2.0 and be done with it.

The only consolation for the small situation was seeing just how almost-naked the Kommissar was in return. Her pants were gone and so was the mesh part of her upper body, leaving only a short crop top and dark panties. The expanse of skin visible to Beca's eyes made her brain feel like it was shorting out.

"It is from one of your Bellas." Mina announced, returning to the bedside.

"Huh?" it really, seriously, actually took a second before Beca even remembered what the hell a Bella was. "Oh. Right. Okay. Yeah, thanks."

Mina was smirking very smugly as Beca answered the call, gazing upon the brunette with mischievous eyes. "Hey Chloe." Beca cheered on the inside at how almost normal she sounded.

"Beca, oh my god, are you okay? I heard you were in that fight last night and none of us have been able to track you down! Where are you? Are you hurt?" Chloe really wasn't the type to be very patient, but even so Beca wished she'd just ask one question at a time sometimes.

"I'm fine, Chlo." Beca answered tiredly. "I just got a little glass on me, nothing big." She didn't miss the look she got from the German hovering over her.

"Where are you, Becs? I can pick you up and take you home." Chloe sounded a little relieved by Beca's little lie.

"Um, actually I'm with someone." One of Mina's perfect eyebrows went up.

Before she could explain Chloe squealed, "Oh my god no way! Is he hot? Do I know him?"

"Actually she's a woman. Mina. You've seen her around before but we'd never introduced and all. Yeah, she's ultra-hot. Like a goddess or something, seriously." That stupid smirk grew so big Beca could practically see Mina's head growing. "Anyway, she's got me covered for now. I'll talk to you later?"

"Definitely! You'll have to tell me all about it the second you get back!" Chloe happily informed her, squealing again before saying goodbye.

Beca dropped the phone onto the bed with a sigh. "Sorry, I just… I wasn't ready to go back yet. I also don't want to get up."

The smirk pulled into a gentler smile, and Mina reached out to take her hand. "I feel the same way, tiny maus."

"So…" Beca fidgeted slightly. "What now?"

As if on cue both of their stomachs growled. A huffed laugh left Mina. "I believe breakfast is in order. Do not move."

Relief sunk into Beca that she wouldn't have to leave quite yet. She didn't think Mina would allow her to given how attentive she had been so far, but the affirmation of such a thing was nice. Even if the German didn't say it so explicitly as that.

Beca watched the blonde pick up the room phone and dial room service. Her eyes idly took in that gorgeous figure again, memorizing every detail she could. If this was going to be the only day they had together before their lives separated them forever, she wanted to burn every second into her memory. Of course, it was rather preferable that they wouldn't be separated for long if they ever did have to say goodbye.

If worst came to worst, maybe Beca would just fucking move to Germany. Producers could get along anywhere, after all.

Okay Mitchell, chill out. You're starting to sound crazy.

"What would you like to eat, maus?"

Abruptly pulled from her daze, Beca tore her eyes from Mina's thighs to see her questioning look. The smirk appeared then, showing she knew exactly where Beca's eyes had been in the last few minutes. But that smirk was somehow so much less menacing, now. It was full of humor and pride, accompanied by shining eyes thanks to the morning sun outside the windows.

"Uh. Er, anything's fine. Just- maybe just some soup or something, whatever." Beca winced and closed her eyes against the stupid babbling, raising a hand to cover her face. At least she was able to say something other than insult-compliments now that she wasn't so freaked out, but still.

A quiet chuckle met her ears before Mina ordered mentioned soup. A moment later the phone was replaced on its holder and Mina made her way back over to the bed. She sat down on the edge, looking down at Beca. The conflicting emotions that shone through the German angel's gaze surprised the brunette, but at the same time her heart quickened its pace. There was concern, lingering worry, contemplation and maybe even affection all mixing together within pools of warm blue.

"Can you sit up, maus?" she asked quietly.

Beca considered that. She certainly couldn't when she tried before, but she was more awake now. "Maybe…" her teeth worried at her lip. "Could you help me?"

"Of course." Mina answered immediately, and repositioned herself for a more stable base. Her hands reached out for Beca's.

Without a thought she reached back and linked their hands together. There was something to be said about the connection she felt between them at simple touching, and even without it. It was a very needed distraction from the pain that instantly shot across her back when she moved. Beca hissed, hating how much it hurt, but didn't let go of Mina's hands.

It wasn't long before Mina let up her pull. "Maus…"

The concern and reluctance to cause her pain was obvious. Beca understood. She really did. But she would have to get up eventually. "It's okay. Like a Band-Aid. Just like a Band-Aid, jerk me up."

"Are you certain? You do not have to rise yet." Mina stared into her eyes almost pleadingly. "I am keeping you here for now no matter if you do."

Her heart fluttered at the statement, but Beca nodded anyway. "Gotta eat, gotta shower. It'll hurt less if we do it quick, okay?"

A long second passed. Mina really even looked like she was second-guessing herself for asking in the first place. But a moment later, she jerked her arms back, bringing Beca into a sitting position within the blink of an eye.

"Ow." The brunette moaned. The soreness in her back was protesting the sudden movements, but now it was over. Hopefully this wouldn't have to be a thing the next day as well or she'd go crazy pretty quickly.

A hand on her face reminded her of Mina, and following lips to her uninjured temple and forehead made her feel a lot warmer than the room probably was. It was a comfortable heat that rose up in her body like the beginnings of a fire as it flickered to life. The heat was reassuring, somehow familiar, and brought happy contentment to the normally emotionally flighty brunette.

"You are already beginning to heal." Mina murmured after she pulled back to look upon Beca's face. "None of the lacerations were deep enough to leave outstanding scars."

"Oh, good. Don't know what I'd do if I messed up my adorable face." Beca replied with light sarcasm. A smirk was pulling on the corner of her mouth from the humor, and she almost wanted to add in a giggle or something. Just for good measure. She didn't of course, since she had a reputation to uphold.

A sympathetic smile presented itself on the German's face. "Not to worry, tiny maus. You will still have me no matter what happens to your angelic face."

"Wh-angelic?" Beca stuttered in shock. "You're the gloriously divine one out of the two of us. Have you seen yourself?"

Mina's eyes crinkled again, humor and maybe joy lighting them up. "I have discovered mirrors, yes. You must know how sweetly endearing you are?"

"Uhm, no." Beca answered uncertainly, suddenly feeling very awkward. She really did not know what to say. Mina was the attractive one! "Neither of those descriptors has ever crossed my or anyone else's minds. Ever."

A frown jerked down on the German's mouth. "You call me gorgeous and yet I am the one to see the little cupid that stands before me. You are very unique, and very attractive. I find your awkward demeanor charming and your honesty refreshing. I delight in being near you every moment we have together, Beca."

The sound of her name on that tongue did things to Beca she couldn't even describe. How could the Kommissar be so damn poetic? How was it even possible that Beca had managed to charm someone who was so much above her? She told herself to count her fucking stars.

The brunette blinked at a few tears that sprung up, looking away from the sincerity in Mina's eyes. She tried clearing her throat to stop the emotions clawing at her, but it wasn't as effective as it was supposed to be. "You're so fucking romantic. Stupid poetic Germans."

A soft laugh like divine music met her ears. Mina held Beca's face carefully in both hands then, and gently made her eyes return to her. "I speak only the truth." She promised, and brought Beca in for a gentle, chaste kiss. Even without the passion in it, in that moment Beca felt like she was on the edge of the world. She was staring out into the rose-colored nebula beyond, somehow knowing she was drawing closer to falling as time slowly passed.

They didn't break for a long moment. She didn't want to, but she had to. Mina hugged her close, squeezing her carefully before letting her go. She went about organizing her things and Beca's clothes from the night before until there was a knock on the door.

Beca perked up and watched the German goddess cross the room to answer the door. It was the room service guy with a cart. The brunette's mouth watered as she watched him wheel it in. The smell of breakfast was very appetizing.

With a slightly awkward goodbye the man left them to their devices and closed the door behind him. Mina smiled at Beca, seeing her longing face, and revealed the food piled on the cart. "Jesus Mina, are we having guests over?"

There was altogether too much food there for just two people. Bacon, eggs, pancakes, chicken soup and orange juice and milk. There was a lot of every food there. "Of course not. Why do you ask?"

It was hard to talk past the adorable look Mina was pulling. Her head was tilted slightly as she frowned, a line appearing between her eyebrows. "Well because there's a lot of food there. How are we going to eat it?"

Mina scoffed and begun to pile food onto two plates. "A hearty breakfast is needed to keep strength. I have told you I am to care for you, have I not?"

Beca stared at her, speechless, as she brought a plate and tray over to set on the brunette's lap. "I'll go into a food coma if I eat all of this."

"All the better to get needed rest then, ja?" Mina winked before retrieving her own plate.

Beca groaned, feeling a mixture of joy and incredulousness. She absolutely loved the food she was given, but that didn't change how there was still way too much. How the hell was she supposed to eat four bacon strips, four pancakes and three eggs? "You're lucky I like you."

The German laughed and joined Beca on the bed. "I know."

A/N: I'm in love with these two. I know there was a lot of fluff in this chapter that might seem a little odd since they just started their official intimacy last night, but they have known each other a while. Besides, they wrote themselves. I tried holding them back but they're too into each other to listen to me.